Great nations of the past! Very little for us have you left to do; all boundaries you conquered, all knowledge you obtained. Yet there remains one mountain unclimbed, one mystery unsolved; the greed of man, the lust of man.

The more you see, the less you know.

Though we may reach the foremost heights of intellectual achievement, we will forever remain bound by the shackles of human nature and instinct.

It is our dreams that propel us into the skies, and bring about the winds upon which we may ride to the golden gates of achievement.

You ever get the feeling the world's filling up with bastards? I do. What I want to know is what happens when all the bastards run out of people to crap on? What happens when all that's left in the world is bastards? . . . The golden rule. Screw unto others before they screw unto you.

When I wanted to know something, I wanted it undistorted by somebody else's imperfect knowledge.